As soon as a woman is old enough to have an opinion and have a voice and be unafraid, she's very much encouraged by all sorts of people to crawl under a rock and die. And it's so weird. My crime is not dying.

I am diagnosed with not having enough insanely-addictive drugs coursing through my body.

I talk to friends who get their feelings hurt when they read Twitter mentions. I have an amazing solution - don't read Twitter mentions.

I've always kept my overhead low so I could do whatever I want. I think of myself as lazy with spurts of getting a lot done. I find myself rooting against things sometimes because I get excited at the thought of a clean slate.

I think Jews tend to hold me in fairly high regard.

I don't want to deconstruct what I do.

I can't wait till Sunday, I'm gonna see my favorite niece and my other niece.